Long Quintain Poems
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The sky was filled with starlight,
clear as transparent glass.
Yet everyone seemed uptight -
the judges who ruled en masse,
earthly stars who shone over-bright.
A winner would be chosen tonight -
one whose talent could not pass,
one whose speaking would ignite,
one whose manner boasted crass
one whose dress was way-too-tight,
Miss Nomer true, would have no might.
yet she’d become the favored lass
who'd speak out for her city's spite -
in a state of civil impasse,
with its past of assault outright.
The sky transparent filled the night
the starlight was but broken glass.
The also-rans who rued their plight
attacked Miss Nomer's verbal sass
who stood her ground with sharp backbite.
September 5, 2021
I watch a coral glow of sky
and see it mirrored by the sea;
I wish for eagle wings to fly -
away from you, away from me,
away from what has come to be.
The sun ship rode pale aqua waves
the first day that I saw your face;
today take back the love you gave,
free me from your black embrace,
these bitter memories efface.
You bade me sail your golden sea
by rays of morning sun inflamed,
your burning passion scorching me;
your stellar love boldly proclaimed
has left me broken and ashamed.
Your sea turned dark and stormy,
I tossed upon a violent gray;
with sea urchin spines thorny,
you goaded me to sail your way
and left my heart in disarray.
I long to skim the sky,
leave behind your misery;
I long for eagle wings to fly -
away from you, away from me,
away from what has come to be.
Copyright, August 15, 2015
Faye Lanham Gibson
Come with me in this widest sea!
See the sparks of water under the sun.
Dance wildly like this coconut tree,
Go to the clearest water with your heavy run.
Forget all burdens that were undone.
Splash yourself in a blue smiling waters,
Swim as if you’re the most beautiful one!
Witness the beauty of aquatic watchers,
Dazzling corals that could really make you stun.
Don’t you think that this is so much fun?
This is a chance that you’ll never forget…
Dive and feel that it’s going to be your last.
Spend your time with me and do not regret,
We’ll make use of our time in sea with a blast.
In the end, we’ll make memories in our won sand cast.
Contest Name: Manassian Quintain
Glide of Falcon broken, channel smoothed
Transmission snap equals idle start
Dysfunctional gypsy destitute
Tricky situation screams for bird to depart
Tear away from failure with a free heart
Feathers propell her across the Caribbean
Flotsam washed up on shore Cottesloe
Beak weapon a compass to onyx oblivion
Binoculars barely detect tiny Como below
Jacobs Well regular fades beside posh Calypso
Ukelele strum seductively ruffles her plumage
Zephyr lift of anonymity instantly relaxes
Foreign terminus lures with image elusive
Sandy sanctum camps where regret collapses
Wigwams woven from Falcon's broken axis
Spit roast sizzles sin, black chunks blown away dust
Foil wrapped worry falls apart, ceases to matter
Scaffold stands bold though basic, vehicle rust
Drives psyche to triumph taut sail regatta
Egg whip pillow sips cocktails in Coolangatta
Gigantuan coast plays host to plumage patched
Bandaged beak hushed satiated dulcet
Fishnet fascination fetched her finest catch
Predator snatches status over physical impulses
Prey clamped in cabaret calibre talons convulses
23rd May
Bird can stay
A grasshopper sitting on feral flower at my garden.
Me watching peacefully lying supine on my lawn
A chameleon attacks and swallows all on a sudden
Cheerful chirping of flock of sterlings at dawn.
Sweet tweets of dancing sparrows at sunlit morn.
Shy snail to walk slow stepping on its single foot
Song bird cuckoo calling mate with tone, musical.
Pet rabbit with chewing habit, biting grass shoot.
Swift squirrel climbing stem up and down, whimsical
Kittens , puppies playing merrily, typical.
Eagle, kites soaring high on cerulean sky trying to dive
Butterflies fluttering wings sipping nectar in thrill
Nature's programs running dynamic, show is live.
Dynamism all around ! Each in zest and zeal.
Daily Show of animal world ! Oblivious to appeal.
Under a canopy of lime and teal,
Nature creates a hazy, dreamlike scene;
as dappled light fuels the surreal.
And with an ethereal spectral sheen:
the leaves appear gilded: no longer green.
Orange carpets the barren hoarfrost ground,
creating a hypnotic, trancelike feel;
treading upon Death's skin, crackled and browned.
And the frosty nights have a frigid feel;
even though Autumn seems so ideal.
A fantasy of color and shadows;
highlighted by scattered beams of sunlight:
colored leaves are destined to decompose.
And yet, like flickering fireflies in flight:
they compete with the twinkling stars at night.
I have a black cowboy hat I wear on certain days,
like when a night of partying is the only goal.
The wearing of this cowboy hat brings out my wicked ways,
when loudly and with fanfare, into the bar I stroll
and the only thing I don't do is to dance on the stripper pole.
This hat, it transforms the meek little me
into a wild woman , not to be tamed,
I put on quite a show, you see,
because of it, my reputation's defamed
and of course, it's the hat I've blamed.
I should probably throw the hat away before I land in jail
but it really does suit me, makes me look quite fine.
As long as I have good friends to help me post my bail
I'll wear the hat and party on and really try to shine
and of course the blame is not the hat's, it really is just mine.
~~for Carol Brown's 'Favourite Hat or Bonnet' contest
Awakened by a budding desire
Trees burst forth in bloom
As their colors set the landscape afire
which attracts the insects that groom
the blossoms, as they exude a sweet perfume
Butterflies frolic amidst the branches
Seeking shade in the heat of the day
As our feathered friends give us songs that enhance
With melodies coming from blue jays
While a woodpecker hammers out a tune his way
A hummingbird hovers to a flower's sway
A flourish of leaves, gold and red, are now seen
Which disguise a lugubrious fall
As squirrels gather food in between
the shadows of its implicit pall
Though its vibrant colors do enthrall
Snowflakes and ice crystals soon descend
Clothing the trees in a coat of white,
Later icicles will extend
From the limbs, as a snowy owl in flight
Moves silently through the frigid night
The ask is silence, let’s see what it takes
To hush the blush of senses five
On flow of turbid thought, to apply brakes
Yet keeping awareness alive
Sipping nectar from heart’s bliss hive
These prerequisites require surrender
Choosing to shift from head to heart
Throb of magnetism, silent bliss thunder
Ignites on adding love to cart
Enabled, no sooner we start
To become as such, we must choose to shift
It’s not a game of make belief
With focus held firm, that we do not drift
We willingly turn a new leaf
At last offering soul relief
Bliss enabled but we’re still in realm dual
As yet enslaved by time and space
Though cravings of ego no longer rule
And we have slowed down our life’s pace
We’ve yet to see God, face to face
A time does come when we see ego die
Simply stated, it falls away
It is then we see, earth life is a lie
Beholding Self, as clear as day
A vibrant, pulsating sun ray
How still is our silence, if we’ve not seen
Truth of who we really are
Light of a thousand suns, is our soul’s sheen
Here within, not somewhere afar
Aflame, like a luminous star
Remembering how the sweet scented garden stood
Straight stemmed Canna Lilies with pale yellow blooms
Follow the Fluer de Lis Iris spring's passion understood
Before Iris' purple, a host of Daffodils' sweet perfume
Then the saliferous warrior sprayed Roundup fumes
Now only weeds are plentiful in my sweet garden
Looking through the window to enjoy a sweet view
This heart toward the piquant warrior became harden
Knowing a sweet garden is gone~ only weeds spew
Age says to just give it a sweet kiss adieu
Sponsor:Andrea Dietrich
Contest: Sweet Or Salty
Written October 25, 2013